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Friday, October 25, 2013

Haiku Friday: Making out

When I was a teenager back in Grosse Pointe, people would go down to the little strip of grass by the lake to make out. On a warm summer night, it got a little crowded down there. Here in Minnesota, I've heard that the place for teenagers to make out is the warming huts by the outdoor ice rinks. I guess that kind of makes sense... coming in from the cold and all that.

Kissing is a funny thing-- I'm not quite sure where that came from, the idea of it. It doesn't really serve an evolutionary purpose that I can think of. Still, what better topic can there be for haiku?

I'll go first:

Eight feet of lawn and
Those towering elms; summer
How could they not kiss?

Now it is your turn... make it 5 syllables/7 syllables/5 syllables and all will be good...

"The decision to kiss for the first time is the most crucial in any love story. It changes the relationship of two people much more strongly than even the final surrender; because this kiss already has within it that surrender." - Emil Ludwig

First kiss on my neckSurprised us both as we thoughtWhat will this lead to?